Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Before Wang Jinyuan recovered from the shock, Fang Jifan seemed to have discovered a new continent, pointing to the table and chairs and asking: "How about this table and chair?"

"Okay, it's made of chicken wing wood. It looks like a famous craftsman's handwriting. Although it's been a few years old, there are quite a few people in the market who like to collect it..."

"How much silver?"

"This set?"

Fang Jifan said excitedly: "It's more than that, let's go, let's go and have a look, our Fang family has a lot of good things, come and come."

He grabbed Wang Jinyuan's arm and left the living room.

Deng Jian just came in with tea, and almost bumped into Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan said: "Little Deng Deng, let's go, lead the way for this so-and-so, and show him our house."

Wang Jinyuan felt that he was going crazy.

Eye-opening, this prodigal son is planning to sell the Fang family together, so he is short of money? Could it be that he lost with money, or...

Before he could think too much, he was dragged by Fang Jifan and began to 'appreciate' room by room.

"This is the map of autumn mountains. It is very valuable. I am afraid it will cost three hundred taels."

"This... there are so many chicken wing wood furniture, my lord, this bed is extraordinary. It looks like it was made by skilled craftsmen. Look at the mortise and riveting, it is really seamless. After the whole set, I am afraid it will not cost more than one hundred and fifty. Two silver coins..."

Deng Jian was dumbfounded, young master, you even sell the bed...

Fang Jifan suddenly remembered, yes, there is another study...

Here, he dragged Wang Jinyuan again and walked away. When he arrived at the study, Wang Jinyuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and his eyes couldn't move from the bookshelves in the study.

I saw that the ancient shelf was full of bronze wares and blue vases of various colors. Wang Jinyuan came from a dental school and had some knowledge. He stepped forward with an excited face, holding a blue vase and said: "This is the azure blue vase from Ru Kiln in Song Dynasty. Glazed stringed bottle... God, let me see..."

"Don't look at it." Fang Jifan pulled him back: "They are all genuine products, so the Fang family still sells fakes? Let's talk about the price."

Wang Jinyuan looked at it dazzledly, and said in his mouth: "If this is all genuine... I'm afraid... I'm afraid that the land, calligraphy and paintings, and furniture from before will be added, less... less talk..." He swallowed, and then said: "Let's say it can be sold for 110,000 taels of silver. There are quite a few rare treasures here, and they can't be bought even if you want to buy them in the market. Young master... Seriously... Seriously..."

"Master..." Fang Jifan heard a stern roar, and Deng Jian fell to the ground, hugged his legs, and shouted: "Young master, you can't, young master. Even the tables, chairs and beds are sold. Where will the young master and the uncle sleep in the future? And these, these are the treasured things of the master. When the uncle is at home, he must carefully wipe them every day. These are all ancestral things , is a family heirloom..."

Fang Jifan couldn't stand Deng Jian for a long time. He used to think that he was not enough scum, and when he became a little more normal, he tipped off the news and asked someone to give him an injection. Now my young master has returned to his prodigal nature, why are you crying!

Fang Jifan pointed to Deng Jian and said, "How much is this worth?"

"Ah..." Elder Wang Jinyuan couldn't recover for a long time.

Fang Jifan gritted his teeth and said: "I said, how much can you sell this guy, whether or not the tooth shop accepts it?"

After all, Wang Jinyuan is a professional. He looked up and down at Deng Jian who was rolling on the ground, then picked up his big belly, and said with a smile: "It's still young, but unfortunately the skin is a little rough. I'm afraid the inner courtyard of ordinary people will not accept it." I received it; I’m too thin, I’m afraid I won’t have the strength, so I just carry bags and do odd jobs, so it’s not easy to use, this... besides eating dry rice, it’s hard to have any use, it’s worthless, it’s worthless, three liang of silver is the most.”

Fang Jifan immediately showed regret, only three taels of silver? Forget it, this young master is a person who does great things, and the three liang of silver is not worth selling, so let's try to keep it for use.

He quickly smiled again: "Look, if there is anything valuable, don't be polite, tell me."

Wang Jinyuan was already frightened. In fact, he wanted to back down. Although the business might be profitable, he had never seen such a prodigal.

But Fang Jifan's next words dispelled his doubts: "Let's discuss the price again. If it's almost ready, just ask someone to move it. Tomorrow, I'll call the man from Jingzhao Mansion to be a guarantor and sign the contract. Get ready, this young master knows that such a large sum of money will take time to raise, it doesn't matter, there is no rush."

Wang Jinyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Young master is really... really rare... rare..." He who has always been tactful, at this time, he found that he couldn't find a good word. Only then did he come up with a description: "A rare kind-hearted person."

Fang Jifan smiled, playing with the Concubine Xiang fan in his hand, but he was sighing in his heart, well, this prodigal son is considered solid, a man of temperament is a man of temperament, if it is not a prodigal son, it is really moral to sell the family business by himself As for the burden, it is healed now, and I find that my body is very light.

After Wang Jinyuan was sent away, the stewards, accountants, and Deng Jian of the mansion all knelt down in the hall and began to mourn.

"Master, think twice."

"The young master's illness is about to recover, and the younger ones are overjoyed, but..."

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, but felt a little sympathetic to them. These people were really doing it for their own benefit, and he really shouldn't have surprised them like this, but just as he aroused his sympathy, he saw the needle doctor poking his head outside.

When Fang Jifan saw the doctor with a goatee, he felt terrified

Panicked, he slapped the copy, and shouted at him sharply: "What are you looking at?"

The doctor smiled awkwardly: "The student is thinking...Young master has just recovered from a serious illness, and is afraid that the young master's illness will recur again, so..."

Fang Jifan felt his head hurt a little, and the memory of being stuck in the back of his head with a needle flooded his mind, he took a deep breath, mlgb, it's because he sincerely doesn't want me to be a good person.

Without hesitation, he picked up the Concubine Xiang fan and threw it at the doctor.

This time, it hit the doctor's forehead impartially.

When the doctor touched it, it hurt a little, and then tears fell down.

Fang Jifan was startled, he just smashed it casually, showing that he was 'normal', and felt embarrassed again, and couldn't help but said: "Why are you crying?"

Wiping his tears, the doctor was full of emotion: "There is no need for a doctor's visit today. Your son's illness is recovering very well, very well... The old man has been kindly kept in the mansion by the uncle's kindness. He usually receives a lot of favors, but now he can be cured." Good son, what a blessing. Good, good, good, God has eyes, the ancestors of the Fang family are virtuous..."

Fang Jifan's eyeballs straightened.

He thought to himself, the ancestors of the Fang family really have spirits, and I'm afraid they will have to strangle you Mongolian doctor tonight.

Young Master Fang's illness has recovered, and now it has become a topic of great interest among the neighbors.

Diagonally opposite the door is a wine shop, the shopkeeper of the wine shop is holding the abacus beads, besides cracking the abacus beads every day, he never gets tired of talking about it with the drinkers.

"It's really good. It's absolutely not fake. Dr. Zeng is really rejuvenated. Seriously, seriously, what the old man said is still fake? Don't you believe it? Well, let me tell you, Mr. Wang's family from Yaxing came to the door yesterday. Guess what?" What's the matter, the young master of the Fang family wants to sell the land, not only the land, but also all the valuables in the family. Isn't this something that our young master of the Fang family can do? You don't know, the old man still sees Beijing in the early morning The scribes of the Zhao Mansion went to the Fang family with Wang Dong's family as security. It is said that they have signed and pledged. Young Master Fang was very happy. What else do you like, remember to come to the door, the festive energy scared Dong's family and the guarantor instead, Dong's family, who was usually thick-skinned, felt ashamed, as if he had no face to face others, guilty very."

The drinkers were amazed when they heard it, and those who knew the inside story hurriedly nodded their heads: "That's right, I'm sure it will be cured, Dr. Zeng is a miracle doctor."

"Isn't it? Dr. Zeng is proud now, and when he goes in and out of Fang's mansion, he always brings the wind with him, and he's full of air."

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